Chapter Thirty-Five
Dylan
I had dozed off. When I woke, Taylor was still there. The clock told me it was after midnight. This had been the best evening of my life. I had had no idea when I walked in from work that she’d be here.
Hopefully, this wouldn’t blow up in her face. I didn’t want her to get in any more trouble.
I could go another round, but I wanted to talk to her first. Her head rested on my shoulder. I didn’t want to move ever, but I did need to get some food since I hadn’t eaten when I go home.
“Hey, Taylor?”
“Mm?”
“I need food. You want some?”
“Let’s get pizza.”
I didn’t have the money for that. No take out for me for a long while.
As if reading my mind, she sat up and said, “I’ve got cash.”
I smiled. “Okay. If you’re paying.”
“I am.” She grabbed my phone off the nightstand. “I’m ordering, too.”
There she was – the most beautiful girl in school and she was naked in my bed, about to buy me pizza. How did I get this lucky? I tucked my hands behind my head, feeling like the biggest stud in school.
I knew I’d pleased her and now she was buying me food.
“What do you want?”
“Something with meat.”
“Okay.”
She ordered the pizza to be delivered. I told her the address. She hung up and dropped my phone on the nightstand, reaching across me to do it. Her breasts grazed my stomach. Oh, God. I was ready again.
She rested her chin on my chest, her eyes looking up at me. That meant her breasts were still against my stomach. What better place to be, other than between her legs. She tasted like honey to me.
I knew some guys who didn’t like that, but I certainly did.
As much as I wanted to have her again, we needed to talk about the future. Or maybe, I needed to talk about the future.
“What should we do? The pizza will be here in forty minutes,” she said.
“We should talk.”
Her pout was adorable. “Aw.”
I laughed. “We’ll do it again, Taylor, but I want to hear your plans and I want to tell you mine.”
She cocked her head. “I’ve applied to some schools for January enrollment. I haven’t heard back from any. After I graduate, I’m going to look for a full time job and work there until I go to school. Most of the schools are a few hours away.”
“What kind of job do you want to get?”
“In healthcare. Maybe working at the hospital. I might as well be in that environment,” she said.
I was proud that she’d thought it out. Her parents would like that she had a plan.
“I’ve been accepted to four places. I’m still waiting on hearing about financial aid for each. Then I’ll choose which one. I have to go to the one that gives me the most money.”
“Makes sense. Where are they all?”
“They are all a few hours away. We aren’t going to be able to be together. That’s the reality of our future.”
She frowned. “I know. And, I know you have to be the realist, but I still want to wish it would be different.”
I liked that she wasn’t giving up on me, on us, but I knew that it was going to get harder and harder to be together. I didn’t want her to feel daunted, but I had to remember our situation. Tonight was a fantasy, a lovely moment in time that I loved, but this wasn’t real. We weren’t playing house. We were in high school and her parents didn’t want us together. This wasn’t a teen movie, it was reality.
And my reality was different from hers. She’d always have a home to come to. I wasn’t sure what my future held in terms of my living arrangements. My uncle could decide to sell this place.
“I don’t want to think about any of that tonight.”
She slid up my body, arousing me, then kissed me on the lips. I could do the deed before the pizza guy was here, but I really needed food. Besides, my best work was done with patience and care. Taylor didn’t know any different since I had been her only lover, but still. I wasn’t going to shortchange the girl.
I thought I loved her.
As much as I wished I didn’t, I did. I couldn’t say it. She might run the other way. I brushed a hair out of her eyes. “I better get dressed so I can greet the pizza man. I don’t want to be naked. You stay here.”
She crawled of off me, grabbing her purse from the floor. She handed me cash to pay for the food. I pulled on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, then I sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m really glad you came here tonight, Taylor.”
She smiled, her head on my pillow and curled up on her side. I wanted to crawl back in there with her.
“Helena is a great friend for covering for me.”
“She is.”
She looked so right in my bed. I wanted this all to be true, but she’d go back to her house tomorrow and I’d be stuck here. Someone knocked on the door.
“Pizza man. Stay here.”
She smiled and nodded. I grabbed the cash and met the man at the door. The pizza smelled great and my stomach rumbled.
“Coast is clear, Taylor,” I called after the delivery man left.
She walked out of the bedroom wearing one of my shirts. God, she looked sexy. Down boy, I told myself. I needed food before we went at it again. We sat at my kitchen table like a poor, married couple. I didn’t want to be anywhere else. This was the best night ever.